Dreamland Guide

Everyone returned to the camp by the lake. The simple hut built by the wild people is still there, and some food they gather is stored in it.

But I don’t know if it’s because of the excessive backlog or the moisture from the ground under the three suns. Some ripe wild fruits full of moisture have begun to rot, and a few long melons that look like cucumbers have also become shriveled. As if it had been left for several days, only the hard-shelled fruits remained edible.

　　 Everyone just finds it incredible, is the fruit here too strange? Or is it that they ran back and forth, actually two or three days have passed?

　　 Thinking of this, people suddenly felt very tired, and the hunger in their abdomen became stronger.

　　 "Mr. Stone, use the atomic clock in your head to calculate, how long have we not eaten?" Boris said.

　　 "The atomic clock of consciousness can tell me how long has passed on the earth, but here" Situ said, pointing to the sky, "The time under the three suns can only be felt by yourself."

　　 The sky is still bright, the three suns are hanging there, and there is no sign of going down the mountain at all.

　　 At the moment, everyone doesn’t care about time. Grumbling stomachs are affecting people’s brains. Even if the melons are dried and tasteless, they become delicious at this moment.

　　 Everyone ate something in a hurry, and then went to the woods to collect more food. Fortunately, the woods here are dense, there are many wild fruits, and there are samples of food picked by the savages before, and they are not afraid of eating poisonous things. The only thing to worry about is the possible traps and some poisonous insects in the forest.

　　Women pick wild vegetables on the ground, and men climb higher trees to pick fruit. Anderson and Boris went to the lake to fish. Although they lacked tools, they were both masters at fishing. They got several fishes with a spear, except that they looked a little weird.

　　 Everyone put the food on the boat, and then took the boat to the frigate Swordfish parked in the middle of the lake.

　　 They killed the fish in the water, washed them, and then dried them on the deck of the Swordfish. When the fish was killed, more fish were attracted, and one of them looked very big, a bit like a shark. Anderson and Boris subdued it together and dragged it aboard.

　　 "Do you think this guy will swim a thousand light-years before swimming here?" Anderson patted Big Fish's belly and said.

　　Boris cut the fish with a dagger, and said nonchalantly: "No matter how long he swims, it's his life in our stomachs anyway!"

　　 "It would be nice if the galley on the ship worked." Anderson said.

"That's impossible." Ivan walked over to help them. "Mr. Stone said that the ship has stayed in the static zone of time and space for hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years, and the kitchen is impossible to use. We have to go back to shore. Go get some dry wood."

　　 They took a boat back to the shore again, loaded a boat full of dead branches and leaves, and made a lot of turpentine torches, which they planned to use for lighting at night.

　　 "I don't think it will be dark anymore, light a fire and cook." Situ said.

　　 When everyone was on the shore, they just hurriedly made a little bit of something not very new to cushion their stomachs. This proposal was unanimously supported.

　　 Fortunately, Ivan still has flint on his body. The sparks generated by the impact of this unknown stone can quickly ignite the dry fluffy grass. If not, they can only waste the few bullets left to ignite.

　　 But Ivan hadn’t started yet, but Petru had a whim, took his half of the Fire Soul and said, "Let me try."

　　 Everyone was unknown, so he looked up at the sun in the sky, and then pointed the thinner end of the soul of fire to the dead grass between the branches that had been piled up on the deck. He closed his eyes and looked attentive, as if this would make the coral branch in his hand spit out fire.

　　Boris laughed as he watched: "What are you doing, thinking you are holding a flamethrower or a laser gun? How about shooting a shot!"

　　 He said he was about to shoot with his pistol. Ivan grabbed his arm and said, "You are crazy! Don't waste bullets!"

　　Boris scratched his head and said, "I'm just being a look, not really shooting. Look at the red beard, he is crazy! I think he is possessed by an alien, well, it must be like this!"

　　 Before he finished his words, white smoke suddenly appeared in the pyre, right where Petru’s soul of fire was pointing. Then, some leaves glowed red, which was not obvious in the sun, but everyone knew that they were lit.

　　 "Fuck, this is unscientific!" Boris called.

Aoki also felt unscientific, but remembered that he was a thousand light-years away from the earth. The brave lieutenant colonel who had just met not long ago was in the command room of the bridge. Thousand-year mummy, what the **** is there to talk about?

　　 His head hurts a little, and he can clearly feel the grip of the crow's paw on the scalp. There was another throbbing of spring life from the willow branches in his arms. He raised his head to look at the sun in the sky, and suddenly thought of something, but his mind became confused as if it were a jar.

　　 Su Huilan pulled Qingmu's clothes and whispered: "There is a problem with the red beard."

　　 Aoki shook his head and said, "It's not that he has a problem, it's that everything here has a problem."

　　 Su Huilan was taken aback, turned her head to look at Situ, and found that Situ was squinting up to the sky. Looking at Dewar again, Duwar was sitting on the edge of the deck, leaning on the railing to meditate, the sun shining on her face, like a statue of a Buddha carved in jade.

　　 The fire is burning. Anderson put the skewered fish on the fire and grilled it. The scent that floated up made people forget about the scientific and unscientific issues, and kept swallowing saliva.

　　 After all, it’s too hot on the deck. Aoki suggested, “Everyone, go to the cabin and rest. When the fish is cooked, take it in and eat it.”

　　 Alice suddenly remembered the mummy in the cabin, and said a little scared: "There are dead people in the cabin."

　　 Boris said disdainfully, "So what? I'm already dead and can't die anymore. I won't come to grab food with you."

　　 Alice glanced at the talkative and rude Russian guy in disgust, and said, "I don't want to eat in the same room with a mummy."

What else does Boris want to say~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Ivan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Boris, let's go and help the lieutenant colonel in a position. He is indeed unsightly sitting on the bridge. And rest after dark."

Boris listened to Ivan’s words and said helplessly: "Well, I have always done the rough job of throwing corpses into the water. I'm very curious about what the captain of the lieutenant colonel looked like when he floated out of the water. , Will you become white and fat."

Boris’s words were horrifying, and Alice yelled, “Hey, the dead is the biggest. Can you stop throwing him in the water, put him in the lower cabin, and let him stay with his crew? !"

　　 Ivan nodded and said, "Okay."

　　 "Oh, women are so troublesome!" Boris complained, took a rosin torch, walked up to Petru, stretched out his hand and said, "Borrow a fire, brother."

　　 Petru pointed angrily to the burning fire next to him and said, "There is a fire!"

　　Boris turned around angrily, "I just want to try your new lighter if it doesn't work."

　　 He lit the torch and walked into the bridge with Ivan. After a while, people heard Boris's grumpy roar from the bridge: "Fuck, how come this clothes became ashes when touched!..."

　　 Then there was a ringing sound, and then he quieted down.

　　On the deck, only the sound of wood bursting in the fire.